"...Hey, Laxus, I wonder where we are."
The only response he received was a soft, adorable "Wuff"—a sound full of cuteness.
However, it's not the reliable answer he was hoping for.
Normally, he'd be showering Laxus with affection, calling him cute and petting him, but unfortunately, he didn't have the energy for that right now.
"Yeah, I see...," he murmured as he adjusted his grip on Laxus, sighing deeply, his shoulders drooping.
He was trying his best to maintain a brave front, but inside, he was crying uncontrollably.
"No, it's not me who's lost. But It's you who are lost, right, Laxus?"
"...Wuff~"
"Hey, what was that pause just now?" Rocco thought, but swallowed his comment and continued to stroke Laxus. "Alright, alright, I know, 'Wuff.'"
"If we could see a building, we'd know which direction to go. But I'm a little shorter than most, so I can't see anything."
Rocco had no idea how he ended up in this situation.
